Chapter 114 Brother Yi, some people are saying that you are dead.

The living immortal was introduced to boost morale. Lu Haochu was confused when he first saw it.

The living immortals are powerful enough and famous enough, but their position is too high and it is difficult for people to resonate with them. The gap between them and the living immortals is the gap between the rag pickers in the slums and the richest man in the world. The two are not from the same world at all.

How could it possibly resonate?

Might as well do something old-fashioned and push out a sacrificial warrior.

He talked about how his family was, how ordinary his background was, how ambitious he was, and how he sacrificed his life to protect his teammates or save others, etc.

Although it is difficult to play a big role, at least it is a role model and will not have any negative effects.

But after reading the information compiled by the headquarters, Lu Haochu found that his layout was too small and his thinking was not thorough enough.

Sometimes we don’t need too much resonance. What people need is an invincible hero, a tragic hero. Living immortals just meet these two points, invincible and tragic. Everyone has seen invincibility from the book of Thunder Sound,

Especially the last battle was directly presented to the world in the form of a vision, truly allowing people to see the power of the gods.

Tragic is what he wants to say next.

"Everyone should know that monks will experience the five declines of heaven and human beings when they reach their end, and the transformation of gods is no exception. Boxing is afraid of youth. This is the same for monks. The five declines of heaven and human beings are the old age of monks."

The dazed expressions of everyone in the audience gradually became clear, and they began to realize the "gold content" of the living immortal's ability to suppress the demon abyss.

I was too tired before and didn't think about the time when Mo Yuan was born and the lifespan of the living immortal. Now that I have come back to my senses, it seems that the living immortal was really going to die at that time.

"Generally, the breakthrough of becoming a god is around 1,000 years old, and the peak of becoming a god is 2,000 years old. The living immortal should be at the peak of divine transformation when he breaks through the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain. There are 300 years between the births of the Demon Abyss, so the living immortal must be at least 2,300 years old."

"Let me go, we have really reached our end. Although it is said to be 2,500 years old, not everyone can live until that time."

"This is equivalent to a centenarian man single-handedly picking off a terrorist base."

"I heard that the strength of the five gods will decline significantly. The living immortal may be burning his life to suppress the Demon Abyss, just like the sword immortal, who only lived for 1,000 years for the powerful man who has dominated the world for a lifetime."

"The Immortal holds the sky with one hand."

When was Li Changsheng born? How old is he? No one knows these two questions at present. Scholars who specialize in this aspect have different opinions. Among them, the average breakthrough time of becoming a god and the maximum life span are widely recognized.

Everyone cheered up a little and started talking about the news. The dull atmosphere seemed to be much lighter.

Zhao Si looked at the string of information on the screen with confusion on his face.

[When the devil comes out of the abyss, there is only one god in the world. Even though his time has come, he can still hold the sky with one hand]

There is also a specially drawn picture below. A strong wind is blowing, dark clouds are gathering, and an old man with gray hair is standing in front of the devil's abyss.

Not to mention that the painter hired by the government is quite powerful. He vividly expresses the invincibility of covering the sky with one hand and the loneliness of the impending end. At first glance, it is the work of everyone. The following is accompanied by the memories obtained by searching the souls of various prisoners.

, and invisibly adds some realism.

Everyone knows that this scene was painted, but coupled with the memories of various Demon Abyss people, people subconsciously think it is real.

But is it really okay for you to spread rumors like this?

Zhao Si raised his cell phone, took a photo and sent it to Li Yi.

[Zhao Si]: Brother Yi, is this the Demon Abyss?

[Li Yi]: The Demon Abyss is not like this. It is more like a hole in the void, with a secret realm inside. This is a commonly used method in ancient times. Small worlds can circumvent the constraints of heaven to a certain extent and achieve certain things.

Things that cannot be done outside.

I learned a little more secrets.

Zhao Si wanted to tell Li Yi that someone outside kept saying that you were going to die. But as soon as he typed a few words, he deleted them immediately.

Because this will expose Brother Yi's specialness.

After his own experience of being exposed when he made up stories online at the beginning, Zhao Si has always guarded against information about Li Yi, especially information unknown to outsiders. For example, Li Chang has lived for more than five thousand years, but this information has not been disclosed.

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Those powerful officials who were closely related to Brother Yi did not disclose Li Changsheng's age. This must have some special meaning, at least for insiders like them, they cannot disclose it casually.

Zhao Si's own guess is that practicing is basically for the purpose of immortality and transcendence. Whether it is the Bodhi Realm or the Demonic Abyss, it is all for the purpose of living longer. Li Chang has lived for more than five thousand years. If word spreads, it may attract the prying eyes of others.

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With Brother Yi's invincible attitude, there is a high probability that he won't care, but that doesn't mean that he can spread it at will and cause unnecessary trouble to Brother Yi. As for what to do if it is revealed in the future, that is also a matter for the future.

Maybe at that time the concentration of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would increase, and Brother Yi would become even more invincible.

Anyway, it’s always good to keep everything in mind.

[Zhao Si]: Brother Yi, how do you like this person’s painting?

[Li Yi]: It’s okay.

"Pfft..." Zhao Si couldn't help but chuckle. If this news was seen by the government, it would definitely be misleading.

If Brother Yi continues to appear in the future, will they be confused? Why is Li Changsheng still alive?

Until now, many people have not understood the meaning of the name Living Immortal. Li Changsheng is an objective existence, and he is an immortal in the eyes of the world.

Lu Haochu on the stage did not notice Zhao Si's abnormality. He was doing ideological work impassionedly while switching between the "little essays" put together by the government using intelligence.

"According to the memories we collected, this suppression process was extremely difficult. It would have taken decades even for a living immortal to fight the Demon Abyss sleeplessly until he vomited blood."

This is certainly not made up by the government. Whether it took decades or vomited blood, there is a certain basis for it.

Zhao Si accessed the company database through his mobile phone and saw that the details of this information were indeed true, but he did not believe it.

Either there was some misunderstanding or the government was spreading rumors.

Zhao Si couldn't bear it anymore and used his mobile phone to send a letter asking.

[Zhao Si] Brother Yi, why did the government say that you were beaten to Moyuan and vomited blood? Is it true?

However, most people obviously believe it. It is understandable that the old god can suppress the ancient demonic abyss on his own, and it is difficult.

"Just like us now, we fight day and night to maintain social stability. Although we are definitely not as good as others, we are all for the world and the lights of thousands of families."

Lu Haochu paused. There were more impassioned and positive words in his speech, but he didn't plan to say them anymore.

"I know everyone is tired, but please hold on for a while. We may not be able to decide the overall situation, we may not be able to solve the devil's abyss, and we may not be able to shoulder the burden. But the society needs us, and the people need us. The stability of the country cannot rely solely on the military.

, we also need to rely on auxiliary police officers who handle civil disputes.”

The information on the big screen scrolled slowly, which recorded the enemies that had appeared in the Demon Abyss for decades to suppress it. Because it was extracted from the enemies' memories, there was a lot of information, including their techniques.

[A hundred years after the birth of the Demon Abyss, the Immortal’s majesty came and conquered the world: Those who want to escape from the Demon Abyss and ascend to heaven, take a step forward]

[One hundred and twenty years after the birth of Mo Yuan, the ancient blood demon inheritance appears, one person can obtain the God of Destruction and fight against the immortals]

[One hundred and thirty years after the birth of Moyuan, three biochemical gods from Moyuan and dozens of Nascent Souls gathered together to besiege them]

[One hundred and fifty years after the birth of the Demon Abyss, the immortals sat in front of the Demon Abyss, and no demon dared to step forward]

In the end, Lu Haochu quoted the words of the Medical Immortal, which was also said by the living immortal: "We can't save the world, we can only save the compatriots in front of us. We are just little monks who practice Qi and build foundations. All we can do is save people. This is not good for the common people."

It’s important to say.”

"Detailed information has been sent to your mobile phones, and you can view it at any time. In the end, you are the people's heroes."

Lu Haochu raised his hand to salute these physically and mentally exhausted soldiers, and then left with the documents. There was no sensation in the conference room, no motivated shouting, everyone was quiet, and everyone lowered their heads.

They are ashamed of themselves.

The biggest blow to them during this period was the hopeless struggle and the meaningless battle. No matter how bloody they fought, in the end they could only look to those powerful people to solve the problem, and they were just a tool to reduce casualties.

The most terrifying thing is not the danger and death, but the meaninglessness.

Zhao Si was as silent as the others. During this period, he often thought about whether it was meaningful? So many of them died, and they threw their heads and blood and still couldn't solve the problem in the end.

Every time he saw a colleague killed in action, he would ask himself.

Why don't you wait for Brother Yi to solve it? He works so hard that he can't be a hero. If he doesn't want to join the company, he won't force himself. But he still does it. He Zhao Si just wants to be a hero.

The phone vibrated slightly with a reply from Li Yi.

[Li Yi]: I was idle and bored at that time, so I refined a heaven-defying creation pill, and then fought with them and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood despite the catastrophe. I should not be able to do it now.

When Zhao Si saw the message, a smile appeared on his face. It was bitter, self-deprecating, and more of a relief.

He whispered in a low voice: "Brother Yi, compared with you, we are just ants on the ground. We don't have the eyes to see the world you see."

Zhao Si stood up and put on his company hat. The badge on it was slightly reflective. The badge was similar to the police badge but it was black. This badge was called Night Break. Because in the past, their actions had to be hidden in secret and could not be known to the world.

Others stood up and put on their hats in unison, and the fatigue in their eyes disappeared.

What they do is important to the people, and that's enough.

"Everyone, it's time to go on duty."

The moment he stepped out of the room, Zhao Si felt extremely happy. The magic power in his body suddenly started to circulate involuntarily, the spiritual platform opened up, and his spiritual consciousness emerged.

Zhao Si, the foundation was established.

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Luo City, a basement somewhere with cheap rent.

There was a strange light in the dark room. The corpses were twisted and stacked together, the thigh bones were broken, the knees were placed on the shoulders, the heads were cut off, and they were thrown everywhere in the corners and piled up with plastic bottles.
To be continued...